✓ | The Borrowed Identity (Fate's Transgression Series, #4)

TBI 41: Adelaide

[ Chapter 41: Adelaide ]

Selene | Selvy

Surging into battle alone felt like walking towards my own demise. The weight of the impending dangers pressed upon me, threatening to consume me whole. But I couldn't afford to falter. This was a suicide mission, one that I had to undertake to reclaim my throne and restore balance to the Adelaide Kingdom.

With every stroke of my fins, I delved deeper into the depths, an unyielding determination propelling me forward. It was as if an unseen force guided me, leading me directly to the heart of the kingdom. The oppressive silence was broken only by the anguished whimpers of the merpeople, their cries for freedom echoing through the currents.

Suddenly, as if emerging from the shadows themselves, a group of mermen ambushed me. Their eyes burned with fury and loyalty to my uncle, the usurper who had stolen my birthright. I had expected resistance, but their sheer numbers overwhelmed me momentarily.

Summoning the power that had lain dormant within me, I unleashed a surge of energy, creating a protective shield that deflected their attacks. The newfound strength flowed through my veins, empowering me to fight back against those who sought to keep me from my rightful place.

As the clash continued, my movements became a dance of defiance, a statement to my uncle and his followers that I had returned to reclaim what was rightfully mine. Each strike was imbued with the force of my determination, a testament to the unyielding spirit of a rightful queen.

Finally, amidst the chaos, I managed to break free from the clutches of my assailants. With a burst of speed, I swam towards the heart of the kingdom, my senses heightened, ready to confront my uncle and challenge his tyrannical rule.

In the grand hall of the royal palace, I stood face to face with the man who had stolen my throne. His eyes widened with surprise as he beheld the transformation I had undergone. The crown upon his head gleamed with false authority, a symbol of his usurpation.

"Selvyna Catherine Adelaide Forger," he hissed, his voice laced with contempt. "You dare show your face here after all these years? You will never reclaim what is rightfully mine!"

I squared my shoulders, meeting his gaze with unwavering resolve. "Uncle Baltras Forger, the time for your reign of tyranny ends now. The people have suffered enough under your rule. I am here to restore justice and bring prosperity back to our kingdom. But truth be told, you don't have any blood of an Adelaide becoming your ruling void!"

A bitter smile twisted his lips. "You think you can defeat me? You are nothing but a foolish girl who ran away. I am the rightful ruler, and I will crush you like I did before!"

With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a surge of dark energy, launching it towards me. But I was no longer the same vulnerable princess he had cast aside. I harnessed the power that flowed within me, the power of my lineage, and countered his attack with a wave of light.

Our powers clashed, illuminating the grand hall with a dazzling display of magic. The echoes of our struggle reverberated through the palace, each spell a testament to the battle being waged for the throne.

"Your reign ends now, Uncle," I declared, my voice filled with determination. "The people deserve a ruler who will protect and nurture our kingdom, not one who seeks only power and control."

The fight for the throne of the Adelaide Kingdom had begun, and I was prepared to fight until the very end. I would not rest until justice was served, and the true queen took her rightful place upon the throne.

As the battle raged on, I fought with all my might, determined to overcome my uncle's dark magic. The air crackled with energy, spells colliding and filling the room with an intense aura. But despite my best efforts, I found myself overwhelmed by Baltras' relentless assault.